I promised myself I would not write too much about the economy here, or the rockets, or the threats of extinction, unless I have something interesting to say. But today, because Shusha had to have an operation, and the vet’s office is right next to the mall, I found myself once again wandering the shops of the local mall.
And it was crowded. That’s all I noticed at first. Then, after I waited in line to buy some socks behind some little girl who bought a toy guitar in a thick Arabic accent, and I said something to her mother which brought no response, I remembered it is Eid el Adha. “Mother, come here,” i heard a little boy call, half in Hebrew and half in Arabic. And the mother, who was on the phone, ended her conversation with “yalla, bye,” which is the usual Hebrew corruption of Arabic-English farewells. The holiday atmosphere was palpable, but such an interesting twist! I don’t remember ever feeling a sense of a Muslim celebration on the streets.
Shusha, by the way, is fine, Just had a few growths removed.
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